Evolve
A young boy was I
Careless of things that mattered
Unaware of trials
Until I saw pain
In form of hunger and grief
It opened my eyes
To think of others
And assist those in great need
Performing small deeds
Evolve for better
To mature for a future
And for a purpose
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